unmasked in a sea of surgical masks after dawn
Tag: senryu
the leathery rasp of thunder in the evening monsoon
forlorn and forgone bodies in a state of empty
the scent of petrichor still haunts the coast long after you are gone
winds part the grass and the hungry forest swallows traces of our presence
i digress taking the unexplored aisle between trees
expanse of the eastern shores filled with the presence of a single soul
the softest clouds on your side of the bed
cold dawn the stream that struggles to be the sea
the seas call and bodies answer unapologetic shamelessly bare for the taking
elancharan gunasekaran 